Pastures new and Leche mù
This song was actually written by a cave woman, many millenia ago, and sent to me, through the ages, on a lunar wind. She watches her family, and learns from […]
In which teaching philosophy reflects life
England! Portugal! Panama! Fat lasses! Pies! Ukuleles!
In which uncertain times are faced with the utmost of courage and just a little bit of moaning
Tropical festive Christmas bonkers
I only arrived an hour ago; enough time to have a mini-mooch, the results of which are below. I’m in the old town, at Magnolia Hotel. Over the river the […]